Ming Yulong hummed an unknown song, feeling that he was in a very good mood today, holding Rong Yi's hand, and walking back and forth on the road very childishly.

Rong Yi also cooperated with her, letting her hold hands and jump on the road.

She turned her head to look at the man's smiling face, the brilliance of the snow-like skin flowed, the brilliance seemed to spread from the skin to the eyebrows, the eyebrows were slightly raised, and the phoenix eyes were long and narrow.

In the night, her whole body seemed to be covered with smoke, and her clothes fluttered lightly as she strolled, and she remembered the first time she saw him—

The white clouds are elegant like the high sky, and the flowers are as graceful and glorious as the peony.

At this time, he fell on her eyes more outstanding than when she first saw him.

This is probably the lover's eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that the experience just now was too real, she couldn't believe that this kind of man who only appeared in a painting would be holding her hand now.

"See what?" Rong Yi asked with a smile when he saw her looking.

Ming Yulong didn't know what she was looking at, she just thought that human feelings were very magical things.

Obviously, she wanted to escape and resist like that before, but suddenly she couldn't deceive herself anymore.

She thought to herself, it would be difficult for any woman to resist the first son who "has a graceful demeanor that overwhelms the world and shocks all countries".

Does she prefer his personality a little more? Or would you prefer his face a little more?

Blinking his eyes, Ming Yulong suddenly came to Rong Yi's side, stood on tiptoe and stared at his cheeks, those eyes were shining, clear like black pebbles that had just been washed by the river, Rong Yi looked at it as if flowing water flowed through his heart, full of joy, he looked down at her,

"What, do you want to kiss again?"

"Kiss your head!" Ming Yulong wanted to beat him very much, this person was addicted to kissing today, she was not a kissing nymphomaniac, she reached out and touched his smooth left face, "Does it still hurt?" ”

As she got closer, you could faintly see a faint red mark on the left side of his face, which she slapped him in the face when she struggled before.

Just now I thought that this person's skin is tender and there must be traces.

"Long'er is distressed, I don't hurt." Rong Yi held her hand and was affectionate.

Ming Yulong ignored him directly, and pasted his fingers on his face, "Later, I just happened to buy lip grease and mouth, and by the way, I also bought a box of gouache for you to use, and I pounced on my face, and I couldn't see it." ”

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows, "You want to powder me?" ”

"That's right, lest people see your face swollen, and see you carry me out, and find out that I hit you, so you can't trouble me?" Ming Yulong said seriously, she didn't want to be beaten by people when she went out.

"If I want to trouble you, I don't need to see anything, I will look for it." Rong Yi pinched her nose, "This will disappear in a while, let's go around for a while, and it will be fine when we get to Xingyue Square." ”

"Okay." Ming Yulong didn't think about whether it would really disappear at all, she felt that it would be the best thing to be alone with Rong Yi for a longer time.

When the two reached a fork in the road, they naturally walked on another road.

After walking this road, you will almost reach Xingyue Lake.

Xingyue Square is named because it is close to Xingyue Lake.

Ming Yulong and Rong Yi walked for a while, and suddenly heard a voice that seemed to be someone discussing things in the forest.

On the Daughter's Day, people generally gather in Xingyue Square, and the alternative point secretly has a private meeting with the little lover, how can there be a few big men discussing the voice?